February
Part I
February 2, 2006, 12:15
I watched the smoke swirl through the air, weaving in and around itself as I leaned back against the hard brick wall. The air remained stagnant and chill, as if it were waiting for a sign to move forward. Children beamed as they ran out of the nearby Blockbuster; collections of used discs clutched between their hands as they excitedly waved them around at each other, ready to make the most out of their Saturday vacation. I glanced down at my watch as I took one last drag of the dart held loosely between my thumb and index finger. A quarter past noon. She would be coming to meet me soon.
